#Brower Park

[newyorkthegoldenage]

A peaceful scene in Brooklyn's Brower Park, September 28, 1941.

Photo: NYC Parks Dep't

[clairity-org]

Brower Hatcher, Prophecy of the Ancients, 1988, Cast stone, stainless steel, bronze aluminum ceramic, Gold Medal Park, 6/7/23 #walkerartcenter #sculpture by Sharon Mollerus

[lboogie1906]

Jonathan Moore (born April 21, 1969 - March 8, 2017) teacher, musician, entrepreneur, activist, and youth advocate, was born to Gwendolyn Jones and Jonny Moore in Seattle. He attended Morehouse College, where he formed the group Source of Labor with his brother Upendo “Negus 1” Tookas and DJ Kamikaze.

He started producing a series of community-based hip-hop shows and activities, the first of which, “African Echoes—A Hip-Hop Continuum,” premiered in 1992. Source of Labor played the Crocodile Café in Belltown, which brought Seattle’s ‘second generation’ of hip-hop downtown for the first time. He and his wife Erika “Kylea” White and Tookas—founded Jasiri Media Group, which Mickey Hess in the book Hip-Hop America: A Regional Guide.

He produced the all-age-friendly “Sure Shot Sundays” in 1999 at the Sit & Spin downtown to provide opportunities for young people to see, hear, and perform local hip-hop. It was there, that Ben “Macklemore” Haggerty made his live stage debut as a member of the group Elevated Elements.

When Seattle Mayor Paul Schell publicly blamed hip-hop for a 2000 shooting outside a Pioneer Square nightclub, he organized a peaceful rally at Westlake Park in response. Schell’s replacement, Greg Nickels, presented him with the Mayor’s Award for Excellence in Hip-Hop in 2003. He teamed with fellow Seattle icon Vitamin D to grow the local “Big Tunes” producer/ beat competition into a traveling national event broadcast on BET. He began co-hosting “Sunday Night Sound Session” with DJ Hyphen on KUBE 93 FM in 2005. A lunch with Sub Pop Records Executive VP Megan Jasper led to experimental Seattle hip-hop duo Shabazz Palaces, signing with the label in 2010, which led to the signing of up-and-coming local MC Porter Ray, and the release of his debut album Watercolor.

His depth of service and contributions place him among the most significant cultural figures in Seattle’s hip-hop history. He is survived by his wife, Caitlin Brower Moore, and two sons. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[constantvigilante]

Thanks for the tag, @as-dreamers-do! :)

Last Song I Listened To: So You Are Tired by Sufjan Steven's. Spotify alerted me that he had a new song out so I had to check it out! I used to be big into his Illinois and Michigan albums back in the day, and his first set of Christmas albums (though my roommates hate those) but I haven't really checked out his newer stuff. Good song. Sad, painfully fragile. Just what you want from him.

Currently Watching: We finally managed to get Only Murders in the Building to work on the TV so we watched the first episode of the new season tonight! Started Mentopolis last week, finished up the first season of Fantasy High this week, and my gym show is Kimi no Todoke because I needed something sweet and harmless.

Currently Reading: I just finished The Q by Beth Brower (who also wrote my best beloved Emma M Lion) so I'm sort of between books at the moment. I should probably start the next Annotated Austen, which looks like it will be Mansfield Park... which I read last year and almost don't feel ready to reread even with annotations? I might need a bit longer or to wait until I've finished one of the poetry books I'm in the middle of (Selected Poems of Mark Strand and Jenny Joseph's The Thinking Heart). ...and I'm following the Blue Castle book club tags, with no intention to follow along in the book because I reread that last year too. I just love seeing people's reactions! ...oh blast, and I forgot I still haven't finished Our Lady of Kingdoms.

Current Obsession: I'm back in an HP RPG, Marauder Era this time so... I'm really interested in the 70s at the moment and everything my characters are into (poetry, folk music, art deco jewelry, disco) even if I don't always have time to research. Deeply obsessed with D20 and Brennan Lee Mulligan (and Worlds Beyond Number! So good! Please release this week's episode!) And this feels like it's meant to be about media but in the summer I want to eat fruit all the time and right now I'm very into frozen grapes. So delicious, so refreshing.

Tagging @magnetocerebro , @scarvenartist and @melliabee and anyone else who wants to do it!

[fatty-stories]

THE COACHS NEW DIET

"Come in, lewis" shouted Coach Harrison from inside his office. Lewis entered, and before him stood his coach. No human could be described as a look-alike to him, so a nickname he was known as Hercules.

"Lewis, it's good to see you. Please take a seat." Lewis just did as he was told. He had no idea what was coming. "Lewis, you would be an ideal candidate for the 'Minnoch Diet'. Every year schools around the world submit one student to be a part of the programme that happens, and I think you'd be ideal for it.

"Does it cost, sir?" Lewis asked with a timid voice.

"No, you pay no money. All you need to be is be here tomorrow, and I'll take you to where the programme takes place. Then youll stay there for six weeks over the summer break from training, and then you will return to school with a new body." Coach Harrison stared at lewis, waiting for a reply.

Bulking, that means muscle growth. Lewis thought to himself. He was already pretty muscular, but he was by far the biggest lad on the team. "I'm in coach!" lewis was excited. He had never been on holiday before, let alone on a six-week holiday.

That night, Lewis returned to his flat and packed all his t-shirts and shorts. That night he kept thinking about what he might look like after the six weeks were up. Will he be the biggest guy on the team? While he was sleeping, lewis came a lot. "WHAT IS THAT?" Lewis said as he woke up. After smelling it and also tasting it, he realised it was cum. He came across the idea of him growing up?

Lewis got to the sports centre at 6 am sharp. "Well, lewis. You ready?" "Yes, coach." Lewis said eagerly, "Right, get in my car, and we will get going". The drive took nearly 30 minutes. This looked familiar though lewis "right, we're here, and I'm sorry". What, lewis thought. Before he could respond, Coach Harrison felt a rag on my mouth. Quickly he blacked out.

WEEK 1 (weight of 189 lbs)

Lewis came to a dark room. Where am I, he thought? "Finally, your awake." Lewis instantly recognised that voice. It was Coach Harrison. "You know, lewis, you are the first guy on the team to agree to this. I look forward to seeing you, balloon."

“B-b-bloon ?” Lewis barely got the word out of his mouth

"Yes, balloon. Do you wanna know why it's called the Minnoch Diet?" Lewis nodded "in the 1940s, a god walked this earth. Jon Brower Minnoch. He was the fattest man who ever lived. At his largest, he weighed 1483 pounds. No one has ever beaten that record. Until you. You will beat his record."

What was he on about? Fat? He thought this would be a chance for him to gain muscle, not fat. But before he could think about anything else, lewis felt a tube enter his mouth and then be pushed down deep into his throat. Then a thick warm liquid ran down his stomach. It felt odd. Lewis was never a big eater, so feeling his stomach full was a new sensation.

"Mmmmm", lewis tried to say he was full, but no one would have been able to hear him as the tube was blocking his mouth. "What, that boy? Ohh, you are full. Too bad. This won't stop. You're mine now, and I'm going to make you the fattest piggy in the world."

WEEK 2 (weight of 384 lbs)

It had been a long week. The pump didn't stop pumping the thick liquid into lewis. "I can't believe this is happening," he thought. He had to work so hard in the gym to get to the small amount of muscle that he had gotten, and it was all gone in the space of a week. The way he was tied to the table meant that he couldn't see his body, but from trying to move, he could feel that he had gotten fatter. He felt disgusting. He spent years looking at fat men at the park or the gym and thinking how on earth someone could get to be that large, and now in the space of a week, he became the fattest person he knew.

WEEK 3 (weight of 448 lbs)

"Good morning, fatty", that's how Coach Harrison greeted him every morning. Coach placed a hand on Lewises belly. "What?" He thought there was no way that was his belly because he couldn't see his body. He had no idea how large he was, but now coached and placed a hand on his belly, he knew he was large. "I'm so proud of you, your growing so nicely. Three weeks in, you are already over 400 lbs, only 1000 more to go, and then you will have reached the goal. But sadly, 1000 in three weeks is a nearly impossible task, so I needed to up the shake intake."

Lewis struggled as two more pipes entered his mouth. *click* the pressure was immense. He could feel his skin stretch under the immense building inside his stomach. "Enjoy fatty"

WEEK 4 (weight of 696 lbs)

What a week it had been. It didn't stop. It just kept coming. All lewis could do was moan. It was insane. Lewis had never felt this before. Was he enjoying it? Yes, he was.

"Ohh, this is new," said Coach Harrison. 'What?' Lewis thought to himself, and then he felt coach's hand on his cock, or what used to be his cock. Instead of his cock, the coach grabbed fat, a pad of fat. "You've got a gorgeous fat bad here, boy, and that cock is barely still here." Then Lewis felt unthinkable. Coach Harrison's hands slide down lewis's shaft. Lewis let out a loud and deep moan. "You like that fat boy" he did. Lewis loved this. Three jerks, that's all it took, and then the floodgates opened. Four weeks' worth of cum came flooding out of his cock. "That's a lot, good boy, " and the coach felt him alone again.

The wiring of the machine pumping this thick liquid into him filled the room once more.

WEEK 5 (weight of 943 lbs)

The fifth week was the most intense. After cuming last week, coach Harrison made it part of lewis's daily schedule. And it was amazing. Feeling the cum pool over his large fat pad was amazing.

"Right, piggy, you've got one week to go. And a lot of fattening to do. So, I think it's time to increase the intake of shake." No! Lewis thought, any more and he will explode, lewis thought. He fought as much as he could, but not working out for weeks meant that lewis lost all of his strength and coach Harrison got the fourth tube into his mouth and down his throat.

Week 6 (weight of 1355 lbs)

After six weeks of intense liquid pumping into his gut, he could finally see his stomach. It was insane. A massive fleshy blob.

"Right fatso, this is it, you've got two days left of the programme, and then you need to go back to school. Your currently weighing at 1355 lbs are close to the final goal. Come on, fatso, you can do this!" And he was right. Lewis didn't dear think about what would happen to him if he didn't make the coach's coals! So he gave in. Stopped hoping that it would stop and just let the fat take over.

First week back at training (weight of 1563 lbs)

Lewis woke up as coach Harrison switched on the lights. It's time to get up fatso. One by one coach undid the cuffs keeping lewis down to the table. The table was moved to an upright position. "Take a step, boy", coach Harrison took Lewisi's hands. It was insane. Moving with this amount of heft was almost impossible. "It's worked, lewis Im pleased to say your 1560 lbs. You are the fattest man who ever walked on this green earth."

"Coach", lewis muttered. "Can I see myself?"

"Sure thing, piglet", coach Harrison wheeled a mirror in front of lewis. Before him, he saw something that shocked him. Lewis was completely unrecognisable. His face had ballooned into a near-perfect circle, and where he once had six faint abs now hung a belly so large it touched the floor. Beneath that, who knows, lewis never saw his legs ever again.

"Is this permanent ?" Asked lewis.

"Yes, your mine, know. You will live the rest of your days here with me. I'll feed you the correct food to keep you at this site. But now I know how to fatten a boy into deep obesity Im going to bring back boy after boy until I've fattened up the whole team."

[beardedmrbean]

A jury took less than an hour to find a former Birmingham police detective guilty in the “love triangle” shooting death of a woman she found with her common law husband.

Alfreda Fluker, 42, was convicted of capital murder in the 2020 Germania Park slaying of 43-year-old Kanisha Nicole Fuller, and attempted murder of Mario Theodore White, who was Fluker’s police partner and common-law husband.

“Nobody is above the law,’' said Jefferson County District Attorney Danny Carr following the verdict. “Today justice was served, and we hope that the family of Kanisha Fuller can find peace and live on in her memory.”

The jury of three women and nine men began deliberations Friday morning.

Within 10 minutes of deliberations, they asked Jefferson County Circuit Judge Alaric May to clarify the difference between attempted murder and first-degree assault in the White charge, but had no questions regarding the charges involving Fluker.

Fluker, a mother of three daughters, remained stoic as the verdict was read. The judge had cautioned family members on both sides to refrain from showing any emotion in the presence of the jury.

Fuller’s family cried silently, and Fluker’s family appeared stunned at the capital murder verdict.

Sentencing is set for February. Fluker will be sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole.

Jefferson County Assistant District Attorneys Eric Hamilton and Will McComb prosecuted Fluker.

Fluker was represented by defense attorneys Erskine Mathis and Scott Brower.

“We are happy with the verdict, we are happy for the family of Kanisha Fuller,’’ McComb said. “I think the jury made the right call on a very, very difficult case.”

“I think the right decision was reached in this case,’’ Hamilton said.

Asked if it was tough to prosecute a police officer, McComb said, “I wouldn’t say it was difficult prosecuting a police officer who did was she did,’’ she said. “The absolute violation of any standard that she swore to in becoming a Birmingham police officer, we didn’t have a problem with it.”

Mathis said Fluker will appeal the verdict. He and Brower said they believe the jury should have been able to consider other charges, such as reckless murder and reckless manslaughter.

The jury considered the charges of capital murder, murder, and heat of passion manslaughter.

The said Fluker was overwrought throughout the trial but handled the verdict as well as could be expected.

“I think she resigned herself to the fact that she was going to prison for something,’’ Brower said. “We told her there was a good chance this is what the verdict could be, so I think she prepared herself.”

“It’s just a tragic, tragic thing,’’ Mathis said. “Nobody wins in a situation like this.”

Prosecutors in the four-day trial said Fluker was “intentional, cold, calculated and exact” when she found Fuller and White together in White’s city vehicle in the Birmingham park that Friday night and emptied her service weapon on the SUV.

Defense attorneys, however, said Fluker was overcome with anger when she found Fuller and White having sex in the SUV and fired in the heat of passion, not intending to hurt or kill anyone.

The shooting happened about 11:50 p.m. April 10, 2020, at the park on the city’s west side.

The 43-year-old Fuller, the mother of teen son, died a short time later at UAB Hospital. White was not injured and later resigned from the department.

Police at the time labeled the deadly shooting the result of a “love triangle.”

Fluker and White were partners on the Birmingham Police Department’s Crime Reduction Team. They also had been involved romantically for several years and had lived together since 2016.

Fluker has remained in the Jefferson County Jail without bond since her April 11, 2020, arrest. She was immediately fired from the police force.

Fluker was supposed to go on trial in September, but Jefferson Judge May declared a mistrial, citing juror misconduct.

Testimony in the case began Tuesday, with both White and Fluker taking the stand.

Fluker testified for roughly an hour Wednesday, chronicling the events of that night.

She said she and White had gotten into argument when he prepared to the leave the home about 10 p.m. He took a shower, a Viagra pill and put on cologne.

Fluker said their argument turned physical and then White left their Birmingham home. She began to track him on a phone app, and eventually went to Germania Park where she said she found White and Fuller having sex.

White testified that they were only talking.

“They were having sex in the passenger’s seat in the work truck,’’ Fluker said Wednesday when she took the witness stand in her own defense. “She was on top of him, and they were having sex.”

“All I could visualize was them having sex in that truck that I ride in every day,’’ Fluker said.

She said she and White got into another physical altercation. At that point, she went to her own vehicle to retrieve her gun, and White and Fuller “hauled butt” out of the bar.

Fluker said she then began firing her gun, which she claimed was from abut 100 to 150 feet away.

“I went to my truck, and I pulled my weapon and I just started recklessly firing,’’ Fluker said.

She said she wasn’t trying to kill anyone. “I wanted Mario to know to stop playing with me. I wanted him to respect me,’’ she said.

Fluker said White left the park but then put his truck in reverse and re-entered. They got into another argument, all while a wounded Fuller remained in the passenger’s seat.

Fluker said she told White they needed to get Fuller to the hospital. “He’s like, ‘No, I can’t leave her truck in the park,’’' she said.

Fluker said she then told White she was going to take Fuller to the hospital. “He pushes me back down on the ground again and says, ‘No, she can’t talk.’’

Fluker said she leaned into the driver’s side of the vehicle and spoke to Fuller. “I said, ‘Baby girl, you OK?’ She was coughing and she’s moving her head ‘yeah.’’'

She said she then left and didn’t call anyone for help. She went to her mother’s home where she was taken into custody the following morning.

Authorities testified that Fuller was shot in the leg, the arm and the head. The head wound, described as causing a devastating injury to her brain, was the fatal wound.

[corndoggod]

The Future of Brooklyn

Gliding backwards up the drowsy Hudson, so wide and slow, retreating from New York where it mouths the Atlantic, swallowing chemicals and commerce and the ocassional paddler. It’s mother’s day and I’m off to White Plains, flowers in hand, heart full, thinking of mother in the Great Plains.  

I’ve been listening to a mammoth biography of Ulysses S. Grant on long bike rides in recent weeks so the train attendant becomes a civil war officer in union blue with spriggy mutton chops. I tell everyone his middle initial of S, creating a comic U.S. Grant, was the result of a clerical error when he enrolled in West Point, which lies on the other side of the Hudson. I listen while biking and every hour of tape is also 15 miles of concrete. Grant had a head for math but not paperwork. He liked horses but not people. By the end of the book I’ll have ridden at least 750 miles. I’m sure my Mom, an American history teacher, and my Dad, a voracious reader with a penchant for war history, have both already read Chernow’s biography of Grant. 

The kinetics of trains activates some tongue inside me. Same for cycling and running. Motion loosens language. 

*****

It has been a tremendous weekend, a healthy, balanced weekend. Sav came to visit and stayed overnight. I watched the end of the Knicks game as she and C jawed and made risotto. Polished my beer and out the door to meet Nicky for another at Sycamore where I bump into a small press editor I worked for in Chicago. We’ve lived in the same neighborhood for years, but have only seen each other a handful of times. We made plans to get a drink Monday. 

Nicky and I go to Mia’s house party and scope out her new spot deep in Brooklyn. Newkirk deep. The lobby is gutted and scarred by fireworks, but there’s ample bike storage. This is the future of New York. A lonely future I lived in for seven years before the market caught up. 

*****

We woke up at a reasonable hour Saturday and took our coffee in the park, looping Sav in on our petition to ban dogs from Brower. Once grassy, the park is now balding, revealing tiny shards of glass and micro plastics, which can and will kill you with enough exposure. 

I retreated back to my desk to promote a story about Trump’s tax audit which could cost him $100 million. I hoped the story would get 100 million page views. 

C went to meet her mom and sister at The Met and I biked up to do laps in Central on standby until they were ready for lunch. The sun was illusory and I never did warm up in my short sleeves no matter how hard I pedaled. (Plus, my legs were still wiped from two days earlier when I ran 8 miles in the morning and banged out a quick 25 after work cycling around Prospect. It was the only way to vanquish my demons.) Worse still the weak sun attracted New Yorkers to Central’s green sanctuary like moths to a flame. There were horse carriages clopping and pooping, blind bike caddies, lazy eyed tourists, indexed runners going long and hordes of pedestrians abusing crosswalks lighting up my path with red, red, red. 

I stopped after two laps. I never stop but it was warmer when idle and the crowds were too annoying and sometimes it’s good to be still and really listen. I found a slab of black rock and read about Justice Clarence Thomas complaining about the “horrible lies” hounding him that just won a Pulitzer Prize. 

Mediocre thai for lunch, but hunger is the best sauce. The calories gave me a second wind and I decided to hit 50 and beelined to Prospect to round out the final 12 miles. Turning home, I noticed the statue on the little island between Rogers/Bedford and Dean/Bergen is of Grant on horseback. 

*****

I was running on fumes by then but we had tickets to go see a saxophonist in Greenwood Cemetery after dark. It turned out to be one of the most incredible performances I’ve seen in one of my favorite New York spots. 

I didn’t fully appreciate Colin Stetson’s genius until the second to last song when he explained he didn’t use any looping pedals. Instead he relied on circular breathing to deliver constant sound, as well as mics on his throat to magnify whale-like moans and a couple more on his sax for percussive finger taps and slaps. The result was eerie, hypnotic and cinematic. Everything felt deserving of a slow zoom in, which only felt appropriate from the man who scored Hereditary. 

We lounged for most of the set, huddling under blankets against the 50 degree chill, but we crowded the stage for the last song. Up close you could see his massive arms grip the sax, and his throat and mouth balloon like a veiny bagpipe. The kids in front of us lost their minds and edged toward moshing but stopped short of freefalling. 

Overgrown, quiet, moonlit: it was all the more special in Greenwood, which is maybe my favorite spot in all of Brooklyn. We lingered after and walked around the cemetery, encircling a pond through lucioius grass and aged stone. It felt like high school.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Two young skaters—Debbie Tester, 3, and her sister, Diana, 5—were captured in 1956 at the Wollman Rink in Central Park.

Photo: Arthur Brower for the NY Times via Instagram

[best-in-rise-berkeley]

Rise at Berkeley in Berkeley, CA

The Rise at Berkeley is a famous apartment for students in Berkeley, CA. In other words, college students no longer need to worry about searching for the best apartment home. There’s an awesome option, after all. Since they have notable UC Berkeley apartments for students there, it’s easier to fast track your search. Again, think about the benefits of staying at the Rise at Berkeley. The said place has awesome amenities. When it comes to their modern floor plan, you will have an exciting choice. After all, it is a fully-furnished double occupancy unit with twin XL beds and desks. In addition, the design is perfect for students who want to have extra space for sleep-overs.

Berkeley, CA

These days, there are several options when it comes to pre-scheduled events in Berkeley, CA. To have some choices, it is essential to check out social media and events websites to find the best events. As such, you can check out Eventbrite. By means of their famous travel portal, you can see that there will be Why It's Not Too Late event this coming Thursday, March 21, 2024, at around 6:00 PM at Brower Center. Second, the Bay Area Seed Swap is scheduled on Friday, March 22, 2024, at around 6:00 PM at Ecology Center. Lastly, you can also opt to attend the Will AI Be Humanity’s Last Act? event on Thursday, March 28, 2024, at around 6:30 PM at Berkeley Art Museum and Pacific Film Archive.

McLaughlin Eastshore State Seashore in Berkeley, CA

Are you familiar with any tourist attraction in Berkeley, CA? Maybe, you are planning to visit well-known sites soon. For example, you can have a day tour at McLaughlin Eastshore State Seashore. Well, McLaughlin Eastshore State Park is a state park and wildlife refuge along the San Francisco Bay shoreline of the East Bay between the cities of Richmond, Albany, Berkeley, Emeryville, and Oakland. Aside from that, it encompasses remnant natural wetlands, restored wetlands, as well as landfill west of the Eastshore Freeway. Lastly, its shoreline is 8.5 miles long, and its total area is 1,854 acres that includes both tidelands and uplands.

Berkeley bagel matriarch preps expansion into downtown San Francisco

There are many thought-provoking and inspiring news reports in Berkeley, CA that you should know these days. In a recent news article, the topic was about Berkeley bagel matriarch. Reportedly, the hottest thing in the world of bagels is about to land in San Francisco. Well, apparently, Berkeley's Boichik Bagels, founded by a UC grad, has become internationally known for its authentic New York style quality. On this International Women's Day, KPIX caught up with Emily Winston, matriarch of the new bagel empire. Winston explained of the process stating, "The dough is coming up.” She added: "It's been formed into this kind of rectangular log.”

Link to maps

McLaughlin Eastshore State Seashore Berkeley, CA 94720, United States Head south on W Frontage Rd toward University Ave May be closed at certain times or days 10 ft Turn left at the 1st cross street onto University Ave 1.8 mi Turn right onto Martin Luther King Jr Way 0.1 mi Turn left onto Center St 0.3 mi Turn left onto Kala Bagai Wy Destination will be on the right 0.1 mi Rise at Berkeley 2025 Kala Bagai Wy, Berkeley, CA 94704, United States

[verdantsecretary]

Where to Play Street Basketball in Brooklyn

Where to Play Street Basketball in Brooklyn

Brooklyn, New York, renowned for its vibrant culture and diverse neighborhoods, is also a hotspot for street basketball enthusiasts. If you're looking to lace up your sneakers and hit the courts for some urban hoops action, Brooklyn offers a plethora of options. From iconic outdoor courts steeped in basketball lore to hidden gems tucked away in neighborhood parks, there's something for every player. Here are some top spots to indulge in the thrill of street basketball in Brooklyn:

1. The Cage (West 4th Street Courts)

Located in Greenwich Village, just a stone's throw away from Brooklyn, The Cage is arguably the most famous outdoor basketball court in New York City. Known for its electrifying atmosphere and intense competition, this court has been featured in numerous films and documentaries. It's a must-visit destination for any basketball enthusiast seeking a taste of authentic streetball culture.

2. Brower Park

Nestled in the heart of Crown Heights, Brower Park offers a welcoming environment for players of all skill levels. With multiple courts available, you'll often find pick-up games happening throughout the day. The park's vibrant atmosphere, coupled with its convenient location, makes it a popular choice for local basketball enthusiasts.

3. Marcy Playground

Made famous by its association with hip-hop legend Jay-Z, Marcy Playground in Bedford-Stuyvesant is another iconic spot for street basketball in Brooklyn. Despite its humble surroundings, the court has seen its fair share of talent over the years. Whether you're looking to showcase your skills or simply enjoy a casual game with friends, Marcy Playground provides the perfect setting.

4. McCarren Park

Situated in the heart of Williamsburg, McCarren Park boasts well-maintained courts and a lively basketball scene. With ample space for multiple games simultaneously, it's easy to find a match suited to your preferences. After a game, you can explore the park's other amenities or grab a bite to eat at one of the nearby eateries.

5. Sunset Park

For those willing to venture a bit farther south, Sunset Park offers a picturesque setting for outdoor basketball. Perched atop a hill overlooking the Manhattan skyline, the park's courts provide a unique backdrop for your hoops endeavors. Whether you're playing under the bright sun or the glow of city lights, Sunset Park offers an unforgettable basketball experience.

Conclusion

In Brooklyn, the love for basketball runs deep, and the opportunities to play streetball are endless. Whether you're seeking fierce competition or simply looking to shoot some hoops in a relaxed setting, you'll find no shortage of courts to suit your needs. So grab your basketball, gather your friends, and head out to one of these iconic locations to experience the thrill of street basketball in the borough of Brooklyn.

[nityarawal]

July 5, 2023

Attn: Honorable Judge Hodgkins

DA: Summer Stephan

VP

My Accountant Amy Aronson 951-592-8116 can confirm IRS stole

More than registration & insurance for 2017- 2023 with foul play on car by Lexus, Triple A ( Idyllwild Garage- Daniel Crabtree) and officers: Enoch, Protero, Sheriff Bianco, Parsons, and Idyllwild Realty Broker Shane Stewart etc. Plus had propsrty manager Emily Pearson & Leslie Wiedner murdered while my life was attempted as a probate.

Dmv.org admitted to foul play with boss Raj and Daniel Smachtenberger (x's boyfriend/physicist.) 

Haydn Huntley has proof of texts on old iPhone.

Call 808-283-5173 & proof of sexual assaults, forced drugs, police reports, and attempted murder! (Via Probate court/County scam!)

We's like to have Judge Judith Clark delicensed on foul play with atty Ashby Clark Sorrenson. X's atty Lori Clark Viviano is dead.

Please send registration on car and $10b  (Ten Billion Dollars) in damages for foul play with dmv.org, airbnb, Lexus Lemon & management, California Car rentaland foul play from clerk to Presidents.

You're all suppanaed for 8/18-19 court in Vista Dept 1 with Judge Kelly Mok and Mathew Brower to disclose all foul play and bribes with courts to attempt my life.

Psychologist boss Carmel Benson took bribes attempted to steal my car- two times- left my car windows open, threw away key and Curtis threatened to steal it at Joan Grandizio's Free Living Shelter.

Alex at Mtn Liquor can testify cops bragged about car abuse, Dennis Sketchley broke window in my car in his back parking lot with a chain saw after he assaulted me, and he witnessed my bloody knees after handyman Dennis beat me up and slumlorded me.

I need my kids and assets.

Not another vanity case from gay cops, DA, judges & attys. 

Fix it or retire.

Probono now.

Thanks!

Blessings,

Nitya Azam Huntley-Rawal 

[citylifeorg]

Friends of Brower Park and Brooklyn Children’s Museum Celebrate Juneteenth With a Day of Family-Friendly Activities at Brower Park in Crown Heights on June 19

Photo Credit: Winston Williams  Friends of Brower Park and Brooklyn Children’s Museum will present Juneteenth in Brower Park, a special community commemoration to celebrate the Juneteenth holiday in Brower Park in Crown Heights on Monday, June 19. The day will feature live music, dance, workshops, performances, and art projects.  Juneteenth offers the opportunity to acknowledge hard truths from…

[akmethings]

Flaneur Radio w/ Standing on the Corner: Brower Park ~ 11th October 2017